I’m confident that God’s got plans for me,
Even in my current estate.
For he wrote the scripts of my life,
Long ever before my dad was auditioned,
To bear me.
And my mum shortlisted,
To conceive me.
I know that look you’re giving,
Like you’ve got something to prove
‘Cause I have walked for miles and miles
In that same pair of shoes
You refuse forgiveness
Like it’s something to be earned
Sometimes pain’s the only way that we can learn
It’s the light that pierces through you
To the darkest hidden place
It knows your deepest secrets
But it never looks away
It’s the gentle hand that pulls you
From the judgement of the crowd
When you stand before them guilty
And you got no way out